Proper Aristoi - Chalk Outlines [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]

Went from recording raps over Skype calls
To leaving bodies outlined in chalk on the sidewalk
Eatin' leftovers for a week after Turkey Day
Y'all turkeys need to quit it with the jive talk
A congested messenger messin' with all your dry wall
Put my fist through it, man you're trippin' if it's my fault
Rising from the ash with debris in my eye ball
Hock a lugi on your tape, I'd rather watch the slime crawl
I'm concisal, I divide all
You surmised wrong if you thinkin' that might I ride alone
But I write alone, when I'm in my fuckin' zone
Chillin' on the bus I'm releasing what's up in my dome
Never hide the chrome, or even fucking tote it
Proper is doper than most these cats in case you haven't noticed
You should take notes, until I'm duly noted
I remember nights of writing raps until my head exploded
And my head imploded, yo you get it novice?
Maybe you should stare at the sink util you know what flow is
Write rhymes like Kryptonite and in the night you see it glowin'
Bitches suckin' on my Polish, motherfucks got Maury Poviched

[Bridge]
Who's the father?
Don't bother..

[Verse 2]
Yo I'm like Bob Ross paint a picture in three strokes
And to everyone that talks put a sock in it deep throat
Call me Hank McCoy, I'm in permanent Beast Mode
Proper Aristoi, 'illitterate' Gen. D. flow
Fly by sippin' Mai Thai's givin' signs like, "Yo peace, bro"
Climb High like Pete though, Reek Dro like DeLo
Eat burrittos with vino, it's the Dummie heist team
Eager to leave casinos with suitcases full of C-Notes
I'm known to bring harm like rusty needles in your arm
Takin' shots like it's Tetanus rhymin' venemous charm
Party celabit guard, girls can't fuck to get in
If you delve deep within I got plans to enlarge
But I drink so much liquor that my livers enbalmed
You'd think I had a life sentence how I stay behind bars
Slave your life away for cars and a mortgage on a house
Went to college for your passion now the flame's been doused
You can't play me out, I ain't been played bitch
Proper Aristoi ain't nothin' to play with
I'm a variety pack, and it's a comedy act
Where cats think they're funny like "It's prolly a fact"
Y'all solemnly wack, and I'm a fuckin' genius
Even if you burned me I'd reappear like a Phoenix
Wordy lyricism other rappers feind this
Clean shit, I mean it
Fat fuckin' vocab, style is obese, bitch
Tryna make a livin' spittin'
So I can keep my team lit and leave you speechless
We the crop and the cream, kid
MD the beatsmith, Petey with the mean spits
Proper keep it rockin 'til the bark on the tree splits
Spark in the dark at the park with my pieces
Oh Jesus, y'all don't need this
Swag is for fags and well class is for gentlemen
Overzealous malevolent other rappers irrelevant
Stompin' on 'em daily, stifling development